(Plugg!)
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I was fucked up nigga, I just couldn't get right
Went to New York, and I saw a whole 'nother love
I'm talkin' bout California smokin', ridin' 'round on some bike
I then got up on that plane, and that shit then went aight
I done went and got my money, now I'm thinking I'm straight
I ain't trynna fuck with y'all niggas, cause y'all niggas fake
And them house niggas, they don't wanna see no nigga win
'Til I bought another Bimmer, ain't see, but I bought a 'Fin
Stay up out the way, Mexiko, nigga you gon' win
And them niggas hating, no, no, no, they talkin' bout you they yo twin
Dude mad cause I went and dropped out at Crossroad
But I got some money, and I ain't never made no honor roll
I was fucked up nigga, I just couldn't get right
Went to New York, and I saw a whole 'nother love
I'm talkin' bout California smokin', ridin' 'round on some bike
I then got up on that plane, and that shit then went aight
I was fucked up nigga, I just couldn't get right
Went to New York, and I saw a whole 'nother love
I'm talkin' bout California smokin', ridin' 'round on some bike
I then got up on that plane, and that shit then went aight
(Plugg!)